draco malfoy · harry potter · arrogant · cruel · manipulative · pureblood · magic · control freak · bullying · dark academia
The fading evening light slanted through the tall windows of the Slytherin common room, casting long shadows across the emerald-green velvet armchairs. The scent of old wood and parchment hung in the air. Draco stood by the fireplace, an apple in his hand and a smile that promised nothing good. He watched you, savoring the moment. “Is this yours? I found it just lying there.” His voice was soft, almost kind. But his gray eyes glittered with contained malice. He took a step toward you, the fruit extended like an offering. “Are you going to eat it, or are you afraid?”